“If I've learned anything in the past six months, it's that life is a fickle little bitch and there's not one damn thing I can do to tame her. It's almost laughable, really.”
“His eyes said everything. They always did.”
“The words fall out of my mouth like rain- I felt them coming, smelled them in the air, but there was nothing I could do to stop them.”
“I watch her duck into the building, a cavern in my chest so huge, I'm sure my next breath will flip me inside out.”
“If anyone can inspire you to believe in real, honest-to-God love stories again, it's William Shakespeare.”
“She tilts her head and puts her soft hand on my face, letting her fingertips glide down my neck, to my chest. She flattens her palm there, the heat of her hand searing through my shirt. "You're..." She pauses and I take a breath, my heart thumping madly. "I don't know. It sounds stupid, but... you're like home.”
“I tell myself that I don't need him. But he's the only person I want right now.”
“When he finally comes out, I edge down a little in the front seat of my car, torn between wanting to disappear and wanting him to see me so he'll know how much I hate him and love him and every blurry shade of gray in between.”
“My heart is crushed within me. Here is the truth: You made me love you- your eyes and mouth and voice. You pulled me into your heart. You don't want me there and I don't want to be there, but it's where I will always live.”
“I wanted you. I wanted us. You made all of this... I don't know. It sounds crazy, but you, in my life- knowing you almost made everything worth it.”
“Sam and me- star-crossed and still entangled up on a hill overlooking the city. On top of the world. I almost laugh at how ridiculous it is. How silly it is that we found each other, that we grounded each other, that we gave each other a sense of freedom and a home.”
“This shouldn't make sense," I say.
"Us. You and me."
He presses his forehead to mine. "But we do. Maybe it's crazy, yeah, but it makes sense. We make sense.”
“I'm left with a mouthful of words that wouldn't have made a difference anyway.”
“Just because you're scared to like someone doesn't make the like go away.”
“He leans forward and gives me a lopsided grin. "Everything about you is unexpected.”
“I guess the world really does end with a whimper, he says after a moment. "A whole lot of quiet, a million things left unsaid until it's too late to say them.”
“Pain is good. Heartache is good. These things will provide you with knowledge that will help you grow and deal with future struggles. To waste a painful moment and let emption overwhelm you so much that you gain absolutely no insight is to get hurt inefficiently.”
“Oh, also, if Mr. Ortega catches me writing you this letter, I am committed to shoving it in my mouth and swallowing. I hope I can count on the same commitment from you.”
“They’ll hear about your husband’s fortune. The suitors will begin to gather, and I want you to promise me this. Whenever one of them proposes, as they will, Doris must say rapturously, ‘Oh, David! All my life I’ve wanted to live in Israel.’ When he hears that she intends to live there instead of bringing him to the United States, you’ll see his interest evaporate. I said evaporate. It vanishes.” He waved his hands violently back and forth across his face to indicate total abolishment.”
“His body was tubby but his arms apparently couldn’t understand that, for they were long and scrawny. From his brow to an inch below his eyes, his nose turned up; from there on, down. His short upper lip slanted sharply toward his tonsils, which had the effect of making his chinlessness positively jut.
The bartender was fascinated by the way the teardrops proceeded down Biddiver’s amazing nose. One drop would dash almost halfway, and then hesitate, daunted by the hump. Then it would be joined by another teardrop, and the two, merging, would surmount the obstacle and slip down to hang glittering over the disappearing lip until a sob came along to shake them off.”
“People don't fix each other, Joseph. And they never become anything but what they've always been.”
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